Board 8 > How many prizes can I win at the fair?

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Dude had too much candy on that candy apple and had to be contained.
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Today gets a shorter write-up because I was in a hurry and was ultimately in and out in twenty-five minutes.

Security and entrance ticketing knows me pretty well now. I used to walk in acting like I haven't been there before, but now the past few days people know me when I walk in and start talking video games with me. This is okay with me -- just don't slow me down, I got things to do today and tomorrow!

I stop by the candy apple shop Daria was working two days ago, and this is the second day in a row I've missed her. I talk with their people for a split-second and say I'll be back shortly.

You know where I was going to next.
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Day six -- this is still very fun for me.

I walk up and it's just Buddy and I. He smiles and bit and tells me I can't play anymore, or if I can play it's $10 a pop now. I shake it all off and hand him $5 -- I ain't got time, let's play. He can't seem to believe I have plans tonight, which I get since I'm the guy in his life who keeps coming to fairs and taking big animals at different hours of different days...but it's true and I talk theatre with him a moment. He doesn't seem to care that much about the arts.

So I get two tries with my $5, and a divide in the Bottle Up community came up worth talking about here.

I technically stood the bottle my very first try. HOWEVER, I did not keep the ring on the bottle when I did it -- the ring glided right off the bottle. Sometimes, Bottle Up games require you keep the ring on...and sometimes, it's not a part of the rules. This game has the ring-requirement, although barely:

http://imgur.com/a/BLscODB

Notice "Ring must remain on the bottle to win" is technically on the rules, although I will say having a post-it note on the otherwise-nicely printed presentation isn't very convincing as a rule. Also, I don't agree that I should lose a turn for standing a bottle without a ring on -- that's closer to a ball than a strike or a foul, in my book. Still, it's been there all week -- the rule is legitimate.

And I have trained for these situations.

When I practice, if I stand the bottle but can't keep the ring on, I race myself and give myself ten seconds to put the ring back on. That's a hard move in a short amount of time! I'll let somebody tell me that's against the rules the day that happens to work for me.

However, my training failed to help me here because Buddy was watching the whole time and was like "One more try!" right away. Oh well, save that move for the next time I need it.

I stood the bottle a second time and kept the ring on this time. Buddy goes WINNER WINNER WINNER like waaaaay too long today, and there was nobody but us. It was equal parts obnoxious to experience in the moment and hilarious to report in hindsight.

He then pulls down the koala bear. I must say, it's uncomfortable to watch the game-runners jam poles into the animal butts so much to bring those prizes down. Just keep "the winner's ladder" around if you're not going to hire taller people and stop probing my prizes until they fall. I have no certainty he asked the stuffed animals for consent first.

A young woman came and wanted to win a bear too. She helped me take my picture and so I told her how to do it, but she backed out and didn't play. I get it.
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I then walk the koala bear back to the candy apple stand. I tell them my friend is hungry for a bite, and if they'll help me get a picture of him grabbing a candy apple I'll buy one. One picture and two dollars later, I was sad these were neither caramel nor freshly dipped, but I did appreciate these weren't coated too thick. It was like eating an apple with an M&M shell.

As I'm leaving, I bought a BBQ sandwich from a dude named Theodore. He didn't talk much and neither did the woman helping him, but their food looked good. I got a sandwich to go, but multiple excuses came up with eating it in a timely manner so I hope to eat it in the morning.

Tomorrow will be another fast day too. I'll have the right shirt on for speed-running.
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Eating fair food the next day? I'm gonna predict this story ends with a catastrophic poop based mishap and that Buddy will be telling the story until he's old and grey.

This whole thing reads like a Persona Social Link between you and the Bottle Up crew. Well mostly Buddy but still, good stuff!
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5tarscream posted...

Eating fair food the next day? I'm gonna predict this story ends with a catastrophic poop based mishap and that Buddy will be telling the story until he's old and grey.

....fair point. This will be donated to the Little Dogs And Compost Foundation.
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We're going to the fair.
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Let's go to the fair, today!
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Today was too short, but it was a dandy. Update tonight.
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This bear is equally as good as I am at paddling in boats and working on trucks.
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I'm becoming pretty recognized at the fair. Whether I'm walking in or walking out, people near the entrances have something to say.

I'll touch on a few things I've heard over the past week:

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"Wow, that's a cool koala!"

"Thanks, raised him myself!"

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"You're the guy who won the other day. My daughter loved that other prize you won."

"Thanks! This one's alright too I guess."

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"That's the biggest prize I ever saw!"

"Cool, yeah, Bottle Up's the place to win them!"

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"Look at that bear!"

"I like your prize too!"

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You see the passing conversations happening with a prize. I try to smile and say something playful back. A lot of the time, they'll be comments not meant for me to really hear and respond with, so they wash right by...pretty fun I suppose.

I'm walking around and am trying to figure out something fun to do with the water in the fair. I'm sizing up angles and shots, then about the time I'm done I realize there's a finger sticking into the lake and they're offering pedal-based boat rides. I go up and talk with Steve and Juan who are running the rides. I ask them if they allow people to ride boats with their prizes. They say sure -- great, this wouldn't be like the Kamikaze attempt the other night. I thank them and let them know I'm gonna see if I can get lucky real quick.
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Before I play Bottle Up, I play a game I've had my eye on awhile -- I'm gonna call it the Swinging Ladder.

Basically, this is the game where you're on a swinging ladder and you have to climb upward to its end to win a huge prize. I have poor balance in certain circumstances and I know this game's not for me to likely win...but I try it anyway. It looks fun and I liked the girl running it named Rose -- I saw her trying to hustle me into the game the other day while on her smoke break, yelling something like "I can't walk away from here and this is my only chance, give me five minutes!" She also powers her way up the ladder consistently, so yeah, good job being good at your game -- I'M LOOKING AT ALL YA'LL BASKETBALL-BASED GAMES

I get two tries for $5. I take the first few steps okay -- you know, the parts where my heavy feet have an inflatable surface to press against so I don't flip over -- but once I lose that advantage, by design I'm sure, my body gets all shaky trying to keep control and it doesn't take long for me to flip upside to fall.

I asked her for how the pros do this well -- by the way, anytime you want to talk with a carnival worker, ask them how the pros do this so they have a moment to feel smart around you -- and her trick was to never stop moving. I assure you, I really wanted to do this, but my body was like a speed-run of Mischief Makers: SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE

Oh well, pretty fun to try. I'd love to practice this and get good, but my dad didn't play this thirty years ago and recreate a version of the game he could hand down to me years later so I'm not too stressed here.
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rope ladder is based on three points of balance. you want your hands on two separate rungs, never on the same rung. then you keep your weight on ONE of your back feet. as you advance your trailing hand to the next rung, you shift your weight to the opposite leg and move your third point of balance onto that leg. not sure if that description conveys the image that I have in my head.

anyway if she told you anything other than this, you got scammed.

that feeling that you "tricked" the carnival worker into revealing their secret by giving them a chance to "feel smart" is basically the opposite of what really happens. you get tricked into thinking that you're tricking them into giving up some secret, when actually you still end up losing at the game.

if you're good with numbers, this might help explain it better:
Left Hand: 7
Right Hand: 6
Leg: 4

As you move your Right Hand over to rung 8 (SKIPPING RUNG 7, NEVER PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE SAME RUNG), you advance your leg to rung 5. It's hard to explain the leg thing, but basically, once you get a feel for which leg should be in front, you just need to remember to keep shifting your weight between the two legs as you climb, and always maintain three points of balance. Then you'll end up in this configuration:

Right Hand: 8 (Moved 2)
Left Hand: 7 (Did Not Move)
Leg: 5 (Moved 1)

Repeat.
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I go to Bottle Up -- it's just Duwana today. She shows me shade for showing up again, so I trow it back today.

I return to a go-to of mine I don't think I've told ya'll about yet: when the game-runners dish it with their "You can't win an animal anymore" talk, I just start looking for other things I can win instead. Duwana particularly loses it when I say I'm willing to play for the speakers instead of an animal, and like clockwork she's like "WHAT?! THOSE ARE LIKE SIX HUNDRED DOLLARS!" I don't care -- "Okay, I'll pay $40 then instead of $5, that's fair right?" This gets her riled up more.

I ask her if she's left-handed since she stands the bottle with her left hand -- she is, as expected. We then take turns trying the game with our other hands and neither of us can stand it up (note to self: train for next year). It was a fun moment to goof around for each of us to be bad at this game we know how to play.

She tells me to come back later because nobody's there -- I push back again, saying I got things to do tonight! She takes my $5 and says to go on then. She goes on the headset and hypes me up to the surrounding people as somebody who knows how to play the game so they should watch me -- that's respect.

First try. Respect is earned.

I see a rainbow bear that I think is just too big to turn down, so I ask her to bring it down gently because the back of my elephant's head got torn when Buddy brought it down the other night. Duwana says "Yeah, well, Buddy's a jerk." My new friend doesn't have a tear that I see, so we're good.

I zip out so I can leave faster, but first I have to check back in with the pedal-boats.
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MariaTaylor posted...

rope ladder is based on three points of balance. you want your hands on two separate rungs, never on the same rung. then you keep your weight on ONE of your back feet. as you advance your trailing hand to the next rung, you shift your weight to the opposite leg and move your third point of balance onto that leg. not sure if that description conveys the image that I have in my head.

anyway if she told you anything other than this, you got scammed.

that feeling that you "tricked" the carnival worker into revealing their secret by giving them a chance to "feel smart" is basically the opposite of what really happens. you get tricked into thinking that you're tricking them into giving up some secret, when actually you still end up losing at the game.

if you're good with numbers, this might help explain it better:
Left Hand: 7
Right Hand: 6
Leg: 4

As you move your Right Hand over to rung 8 (SKIPPING RUNG 7, NEVER PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE SAME RUNG), you advance your leg to rung 5. It's hard to explain the leg thing, but basically, once you get a feel for which leg should be in front, you just need to remember to keep shifting your weight between the two legs as you climb, and always maintain three points of balance. Then you'll end up in this configuration:

Right Hand: 8 (Moved 2)
Left Hand: 7 (Did Not Move)
Leg: 5 (Moved 1)

Repeat.

Thank you for that description! You're right to clarify a thing I didn't say well: I stand by asking them how the pros do their games as a fun way to talk with them, but that isn't to say you always follow their instructions because they do want you to not be perfect at it. Some will be honest because people aren't trained on these anyway usually, but still, yeah, if you're ever skeptical of them I get it.

Rose did explain the crossing and placement of the arms in legs, but she didn't explain the weight on one foot at a time. I'll watch her again sometime and see what makes sense after your explanation.
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yeah. I don't want to say you should "never" put your weight on both feet. it's more that it makes it easier to shift your weight up to the next rung if you were mostly balanced on one foot to begin with. the important part is that you should definitely never keep both hands on the same rung.

that foot you're standing on, along with your hand that doesn't move, is what stops the ladder from tipping.
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The fact that the rope is typically only secured in the middle at the top makes the ladder game next to impossible until you have sufficiently practiced. In addition to the required skill it also helps to be a smaller person to mitigate the impact to slight changes to your center of gravity.

Mark Rober covered it a bit in one of his videos.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tk_ZlWJ3qJI" data-time="

The part about the rope ladder starts around 6:51 but the entire video is worth a watch.
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HaRRicH posted...

I'M LOOKING AT ALL YA'LL BASKETBALL-BASED GAMES

I'm like the Harrich of fair basketball. I used to get a jersey every year, usually in one or two attempts.
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At some places workers can also subtly lock the ladder so it wont flip over when they do their demo runs. So watching her might not help at all.
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That video's my jam, thanks for sharing. Possibly locking the ladder for themselves too? Yeah, I don't need that game that badly.

And dang MZero, glad to hear some success stories from that game!
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I go back to the pedal-boats and was like "You're not gonna believe this but I actually won one!" Steve and Juan laugh, then joke about how we'll need a bigger boat.

Juan then jokes about putting a life jacket on before trying to get me on the boat...followed by an awkward delay where I'm like "Okay, let's put one on." He wasn't serious -- I was. Its lifejacket was barely able to go around its head and neck, but it worked.

Steve helps me on the boat and asks if I was doing this for the picture -- yeah, plus the story dude. He jokes about how this is going on social media, and I bounce back saying this is the least social thing you could put on social media. We laugh -- I think I'm less embarrassed than him.

I'm familiar with driving boats on water so I know they don't move or stop like cars, but MAN these were barely manageable. You baaically have a crazy-straw-lookin' joystick to control your rudder, and despite twenty minutes or so on this ride it was never clear to me how to angle it in any direction successfully. I could steer better backwards, but i could pedal better forwards. It was a mess trying to do this while holding the bear up so it wouldn't jam the pedals on its side.

At one point my pedals broke off and I was scared I would be stranded, onky to have someone come and steal my bear away from me while I lay stuck in a boat. Turns out I could still pedal the mrtal bar beneath it, but it hurt my feet.

I get back and talk with Steve a minute about what funny things he sees at this ride. He tells me about the time two overweight people got on a boat and he was trying to be respectful about the weight-limit of the boats (he thinks 1,200 pounds...!), nut they insisted they do this all the time so he let them on. I didn't know fairground regulations worked like that, but whatever, right. Anyway, as they get to the lake their boat is sinking into the lake so he pedals out there as fast as he can to let one of them get on his boat. Somehow that transfer worked out fine, but it catapulted the other person into the air and made a huge splash. I see some potential holrs in this story but just laugh it off and thank them for their time. I ask them for their names -- Steve is proud and Juan is reserved and kinda suspicious of me for asking.

I then get a sour apple snoball and rush homr to unload my prize before a play. My roommate has stopped asking questions or laughing at my absurd animals when I come in.
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HaRRicH posted...

Before I play Bottle Up, I play a game I've had my eye on awhile -- I'm gonna call it the Swinging Ladder.

Basically, this is the game where you're on a swinging ladder and you have to climb upward to its end to win a huge prize. I have poor balance in certain circumstances and I know this game's not for me to likely win...but I try it anyway. It looks fun and I liked the girl running it named Rose -- I saw her trying to hustle me into the game the other day while on her smoke break, yelling something like "I can't walk away from here and this is my only chance, give me five minutes!" She also powers her way up the ladder consistently, so yeah, good job being good at your game -- I'M LOOKING AT ALL YA'LL BASKETBALL-BASED GAMES

I get two tries for $5. I take the first few steps okay -- you know, the parts where my heavy feet have an inflatable surface to press against so I don't flip over -- but once I lose that advantage, by design I'm sure, my body gets all shaky trying to keep control and it doesn't take long for me to flip upside to fall.

I asked her for how the pros do this well -- by the way, anytime you want to talk with a carnival worker, ask them how the pros do this so they have a moment to feel smart around you -- and her trick was to never stop moving. I assure you, I really wanted to do this, but my body was like a speed-run of Mischief Makers: SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE

Oh well, pretty fun to try. I'd love to practice this and get good, but my dad didn't play this thirty years ago and recreate a version of the game he could hand down to me years later so I'm not too stressed here.

Trick to that game is to not use the rungs. Only stay on the ropes themselves.

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You can stay on just the ropes?! I'm gonna have to look at this again.
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HaRRicH posted...

You can stay on just the ropes?! I'm gonna have to look at this again.

https://www.blifaloo.com/beat-carnival-games/

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From that site:

Stand the Bottle

You are given a fishing pole with a small ring attached to the end of the line. Your goal is make a soda bottle (laying on its side) stand using this contraption.

The trick is to PUSH the bottle up rather than pull it up.

Simplistic but true...except it plays better with a beer bottle.

Taking this advice to the face now!
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Oh, by the way, an ex texted me after no contact in a few months yesterday. I then accidentally texted her these bear pictures instead of responding to her actual text. Whoops.

She was a fan though.
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HaRRicH posted...

Oh, by the way, an ex texted me after no contact in a few months yesterday. I then accidentally texted her these bear pictures instead of responding to her actual text.

You did the right thing
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http://imgur.com/a/Rcbgzan

Banned.
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Psyche -- calling my shots and making them:

http://imgur.com/a/MRNBZOr
http://imgur.com/a/lUU51hC
http://imgur.com/a/un8YAKz

Ticket-drama too.
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When I made this topic last week, I thought seven prizes would be the maximum I could win. One week later, I'm winning my eighth and there's still two days left.

I wanted a green snake today to match my blue and pink snakes, so I decided to call my shot.

There was a face-painting booth on the far other side of the fair, so I went over there and asked a woman named Crispy to do something with a green snake on my face please. She looked at me funny, then let me have a seat.

Now, to be clear, like most things at the fair, the face-painting is marketed for kids. Crispy was caught off-guard about me in a few different ways -- one for being outside of her demographic, another for knowing I was calling my shot, but mainly she was not used to people sitting so still while she painted faces. The kids have a bigger chair than the stool I was allowed to sit in. #adulting

Crispy reminded me a lot of a girl I knew from NYC named Christian, and as we got to talking she said she was from NYC -- whoa. It wasn't her...I think...but it was fun to talk shop about the city for a minute. She travels with the fair and dates another person working the fair, a guy who takes pictures with a green screen background named Randy. Turns out, that booth is right beside Bottle Up, so I tell her I'll stop by later and say hey to him.
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It's almost time for Bottle Up.

I arrive and let Duwana recognize me from a distance on the other side of the game. She's been calling me names related to the color green for awhile because I came two days in a row with green shirts on -- Green, Mr. Green, Greeny, etc. -- so she corrects herself when I'm pretty yellow today...but then she recognized the snake on my face and she goes right back to the Green names.

I get a few demo tries, but the crowd's not right so I offer to come back in a few minutes. I walked around a bit and talk with the guy who runs Toss the Ball in the Bucket. Dude's name is Jury -- not Jerry, Jury -- and he looks like he's lost a lot of pool games in dive bars but I enjoy talking with him.

He shared some interesting fairground politics when I asked him how it was going. Basically, business had been bad for him this year. I asked him why, and he says it's due to location -- he makes more money when he's on the main walking path than when he's off to the side. He's also on the back side of the fair, so, I mean, I get that. Turns out a lot of locations are set up by seniority...or at least, he tells me that, though neither Buddy nor Duwana were here last year and they're in prime position. I suspect this is an excuse for the game not being as popular, but who knows. He asks me if I want to play, and I tell him I'll put $5 down if he lets someone else play a round for free. He declines, so we shake hands and I circle back to Bottle Up for the main event.
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I come back to Bottle Up and this time I mean business. I offer $5 and she stares me down before accepting it. I grab the closest stick...and it's broken in half. I ask her what's up with that, and she tells me somebody earlier had a breakdown about losing and broke FOUR poles -- not just the one they sucked with, but then three additional poles. Dang dude, go back to throwing rings on the duckies with that diaper-ass attitude, but don't break the game.

So I grab another stick -- this one works. Before I play, there's a woman who stood the bottle but failed to keep the ring on. She and her friends are flipping out, but I knew what was coming; Duwana has to then talk them out of their excitement due to the sticky-note rule I had enforced on me the other day. Ooooooh, she's disappointed -- hate it for her. Duwana gives her a few extra tries, which was nicer than what Buddy did for me. She tries a few more time but gives up. So close.

Oh well, my turn now -- first try to nobody's surprise anymore. Duwana and Buddy openly advertise me as being good, great, not too bad, the best around, better than the game-runners...it's a range of descriptions that's ultimately trying to sell me to the people as a possibility of winning. She asks me what I wanted and I tell her the green snake. She looks at my painted face with great skepticism, but to her pleasure she has a green snake she smartly hung upside down so she didn't have to find "the winner's ladder" to pull down.

I'll tell you a boss-ass move Duwana made tonight that she didn't even bring attention to. If you ever want to do hard mode for Bottle Up, start the bottle with it laying down facing the opposite direction -- swinging that bottle around to then stand it up like the game normally should be down. I've only ever done that once, and that was an event for me. She failed to stand the bottle off of a normal attempt, but then recovered her now-turned-around bottle with no extra attention brought to that move. I bragged on her and she looked at me like I was making too big a deal of it...but nah, that's a harder move. If standing the bottle is like climbing a one-foot step, spinning the bottle around successfully is climbing a four-foot wall to get to that step -- not impossible to overcome, but a lot of people wouldn't bother because it's a lot of extra work.

Duwana also made another boss-move: when I won tonight, she asked me if I wanted to let anybody have my other turn. I immediately let the woman who stood the bottle without the ring on earlier. She appreciates it, but she still can't make the magic happen. C'este la vie.
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Once I get my prize, I go next door to the photo booth with the green screen. I find Randy, sitting alone in a chair on his phone. Crispy told me earlier he takes the best pictures of the fair each night, which I misunderstood as him taking pictures who would like to be nominated for the #1 picture of the night each night. Perfect, I'll take my green snake and my green snake-face paint in to win!

Except it's not that. It's just like if you go to a niche museum and they offer you a chance to take a picture with the Bush Beans dog in a farmyard setting or what have you. I look at the backgrounds avaailable...nothing really exciting to me. I tell him Crispy sent me. He doesn't talk much -- I'm guessing here, but they both struck me as Ukrainian people who know how to speak English but maybe it's not their first language.. I shake his hand and move on to Crispy to show her the snake I called out earlier. She laughs and helps me out -- we stuff the huge snake into a chair and she acts like she's painting the snake for me to take a picture. Good sport, appreciate it!

As I'm leaving, some dude in a funnel cake trailer shouts "Your snake is bigger than you!" I don't miss a beat -- "Thanks, I get that a lot."
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I'll finish tonight's story tomorrow -- still got my truck ticket to talk about.
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Possibly the best update yet! The face paint was an excellent touch.
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Calling your shot like that was pretty boss
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Fairground parking ranges from $5 to $10 each day. My policy is whenever possible, say to hell with paid parking...so I've been eating at a local fast food restaurant each day for something between $2-$10 and then leaving my truck there after eating, hoping that counts as reason enough not to tow me.

That worked seven times in a row, and on the eighth day that changed.

I saw a flyer under my windshield wiper telling me I parked illegally and I need to talk to the manager about this right now. Well, I didn't like that...so I took a picture of my green snake looking at it, put the snake away, and then promptly went inside.

I don't really know how to expect this conversation to go. I thought about how funny it would be to deny the charge and insist I didn't go anywhere else with this snake on my face -- "Do I look like I went anywhere else?!" -- but I figured I'd just see what the deal was.

I ask for the manager and Melinda steps out. I ask what's up and she tells me I can't do that. I tell her I've eaten something here every day the past week and thought that'd be okay. She said she had passes if I had asked for one, but now she's gotta charge me five dollars. I don't know how legit it is to charge me in this scenario -- I thiiiiiink it's fine, but I don't know that -- but according to her this would have been a $54 charge if the police saw this parking incident first. Whatever, just settle the issue.

I pay Melinda $5 and then ask what they charge for a pass for future days. She says just come in and ask for one, but I have to do it before I leave each day.

Shout-outs to Melinda and her team's A+ hushpuppies.
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I mean, if you were a regular customer outside of the fair and regularly chatted it up with employees, going so far to learn names and whatnot, I'm sure they'd let you get away with it. Just buying food for a week, however? Yeah, probably not.

The face paint was a nice touch. "It's just me and my snake." (Also, who names their kid Jury? Someone who likes trials?)
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This is my favorite topic in a long, long time
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Yeah, it was just this week. I don't blame them, though that parking lot's never been full once that I've seen. Ah well, it's fair.
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Glenn_and_Toad posted...

This is my favorite topic in a long, long time

It is entertaining but it makes me think harrich is the weirdest person alive. Lol

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No regrets -- just prizes.
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Maybe it works differently there, but here I'm not sure a private business can legally impose a parking fine. Seems fishy.
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Achievement unlocked: Parking Passed.
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HaRRicH posted...

Ah well, it's fair.

I see what you did there
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http://imgur.com/a/fAzwnem

You can only play this game with one hand, but dangit, it's still hard to play while recording with the other hand...

http://imgur.com/a/Qeu8XHh

...on the first try, anyway. Practice makes perfect.

These weren't for money though. Did I win a prize tonight?!
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http://imgur.com/a/q6yNQi9
http://imgur.com/a/khSb8mI
http://imgur.com/a/pT8XGZO
http://imgur.com/a/FZ7z9KT

@lordloki12 DREAMS DO COME TRUE
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Let's park.

I pull into the back and order a BBQ plate because I'm still sad I didn't eat that previous BBQ sandwich I bought the other day. I told my roommate how I got it and how he can give it to the dogs, but he decided to eat it instead that day -- turns out one day later, that sandwich was still delicious and he never mentioned getting a case of the fairground squirts. Good for him -- I never liked gambling.

Anyway, this BBQ plate's's good and I demolish it. I then ask about this pass and a new manager came out -- this one went by Bosseck. They are clearly just printing these passes in big standard fonts with nothing fancier than a manager's initials at the bottom. As we discussed yesterday, this was free of charge -- I just had to ask up front (done) and park in the back (already done). Score.

I get to the security before the fair's entry ticket booth and one of the women with the scanners suddenly gets wide-eyed. "What are you going to win me today?!" I let her know I don't even know that I'm gonna win today and we laugh.

And with that, we have entered the entrance's entry.
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Always buckle up for safety.
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